You stare long and hard at the appearance of a dark figure with two black wings extending from his back, a chilling feeling in the air as the velvet eyes of the tall and gloomy stranger in your bedroom turns his attention towards you with a curious side-glance.

You see me... The clearly angelic being points out, intrigue flashing across his handsome and seemingly unfeeling face, before resuming. You must be curious: I am the Angel of Death Azrael, now how is it possible that you can see me?